Sometimes I do this thing where I feel bad for myself- I get frustrated that I (poor, me) have to worry about my weight and the food I eat. Other people seem to have it so easy- they don't have to plan every meal ahead of time... but not me, I have to think about every little thing that I put into my mouth, every day for the rest of eternity (or so it feels). I go to this irrational place in my head, where everything is black and white. If I make one "bad" food choice, then I might as well throw in the towel and order a cheeseburger, with bacon... and fries. If a meeting runs late and I miss an exercise class, I might as well skip the gym altogether. And that, my friends, is what I call a case of the fuck-its.
I've had it bad for the the last two weeks. It's been two weeks of...
Anxiety
Excuses
Lethargy
Guilt
And to a certain extent, Freedom.
Today I am recommitting to health... to happiness... and to ME!
The to "ME" is the most important part! That will bring you happiness within itself! Happy healthy eating!
ReplyDelete"Me time" is something that I struggle with so much since becoming a mom- I'm a work in progress for sure :)
DeleteThose peppers look amazing! Get it, girl!
ReplyDeleteThanks! Still sticking with it :)
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